The feeling of Hannah's tongue slyly sliding against his was as promising as it was sensual. She was a complete novice, but she was responding to his ministrations and getting into it. He moaned against her mouth to let her know he found this pleasing.
She continued to take the initiative, guiding a hand to her breast, which he happily stroked. Her nipple was nice and hard now, and he toyed with it as much as he could as he deeply kissed her. Both breasts received the same treatment.
Once he'd determined it was time to move to the next phase, he broke the kiss and stepped away from her desk, removing his shirt, pants, and the rest of his clothing in full view of her.
Hannah had no idea the cameras were rolling as her teacher slowly seduced her, guiding her through each moment with a practiced hand as he drew her closer to surrendering her innocence to him. She was already well on her way to giving in, tilting her head to expose the length of her throat to his mouth, a whimper her only resistance when he tugged her bra away and exposed her large breasts to his lascivious gaze.
She had no time to blush or cover herself up because he was kissing her then, his lips pressed firmly to hers, his tongue plying her with gentle strokes until she parted her lips to it, welcoming it into the heat of her mouth. She was trapped in her desk, with Mr. Summers blocking her only way out, but it felt so good to give in that she didn't even notice she had no escape. She brushed her tongue shyly against his, demonstrating how new she was at all of this, but more importantly, the fact that she wanted more from him.
Her fingers trembling, she sought out one of his hands and guided it to the warm swell of her breast, making sure to press his thumb against the perky nub of her nipple.
"Wow..." Hannah murmured, breathing hard in the aftermath of that kiss, and watching with wide, fascinated eyes as Mr. Summers stripped before her. Her gaze was immediately drawn to his cock - the first she'd ever seen - and though she blushed it was hard to take her eyes off of it.
She kicked off her shoes and stood up, fingers fumbling with the zipper on her uniform skirt. Finally she jerked it open, and the skirt fell to the floor, leaving her standing there before her teacher in nothing but her thigh-high stockings and panties. She didn't know how this had come so far so quickly, but she couldn't possibly give up now that she had gotten a taste of adult pleasure. She took a step closer to Mr. Summers, averting her eyes as a wave of self-consciousness washed over her.
(Sorry about the weirdness of my above post. I pasted a copy of your post to help keep track of what I was responding to. Then I forgot to delete it, lol.)
As he undressed, he watched her reaction, particularly to his cock, which was already mostly-erect due to the buildup to the undressing. Her gaze was focused on it, which pleased him greatly. He was even more pleased when she undressed down to her panties and stockings. "Good girl."
Of course, all the seduction in the world couldn't erase her apprehension, nor did he expect it to. "I think you'll succeed at this the way you work at everything else," he reassured her.
Taking her hand, he placed it on his cock. If you remember the way I was touching your nipple, you can do the same to the tip of this. It will have a similar effect."
[ooc: no problem! i figured it was something like that]
Hannah flinched when her hand first brushed against his cock, more out of nervousness than any real fear or disgust. She was wading into completely unknown waters here, but, like any obedient student, she relied on Mr. Summers to guide her. He ought to have known what was best for her, right? His gentle tone of voice and reassuring compliments helped her relax, even though they were standing mostly naked in the middle of the classroom, where only a few hours before they had been learning history and trigonometry.
"I-I'll try," she said softly. Her chest rose as she drew in a deep breath and relaxed her hand, curling her fingers around the head of Mr. Summers' cock. She rubbed him against her palm, tracing her fingertips over the tip, feeling the weight of him in her hand as she played with him.
The sight of her chest rising and falling as she summoned her courage was a sight Mr. Summers enjoyed. He sucked in a breath as she took his cock into her hand and started sliding it up and down. "That's it, Hannah... good girl. You're learning so much today."
His hand gently guided hers, helping her find the right rhythm and his sensitive areas. He wanted her to develop confidence as she did this.
"I have a good teacher," she said with a soft, shy laugh. She followed his guidance, stroking him the way he wanted her to, so swept up in the heat of the moment that she didn't realize how quickly she was falling in with his games.
Her blush deepened as she felt him swell in her hand.
"It's a very good sign," he informed her, getting harder by the moment. "It means you're doing a fantastic job of turning me on."
A dollop of precum formed on the tip of his cock as she stroked it. "See that drop of liquid? If you spread it onto the rest of my penis, you'll make it more slick, and your hand will be able to move up and down much more easily."
Hannah did just as she was told, slicking up her teacher's dick with the drops of precum that gathered at the tip of it, feeling him getting hotter and harder by the moment as she shyly prepared him. Without noticing she was doing it, she squeezed her own thighs together, as the sight and smell and feel of Mr. Summers in her hands made even her inexperienced body react with a flush of pleasure and a throb of longing between her legs. She was starting to get wet, and she could feel it soaking into the fabric of her panties.
"Mr. Summers...?" she said hesitantly, her eyes still focused on her hands as she explored the rigid length of his cock.
It was almost a contest which was getting Mr. Summers more aroused: the feeling of Hannah smearing his own lubricant an the head of his cock, or the sight of her rubbing her thighs together. He knew what that meant.
He gently backed her up until she was propped against the side of her desk. Kneeling in front of her, he tugged her panties off her hips and down her legs. He lifted her leg to get a nice close-up view of her wet pussy. "Very nice, Hannah. You're nice and turned on, aren't you? I'm going to taste some of that nectar now; would you like that?"
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She continued to take the initiative, guiding a hand to her breast, which he happily stroked. Her nipple was nice and hard now, and he toyed with it as much as he could as he deeply kissed her. Both breasts received the same treatment.
Once he'd determined it was time to move to the next phase, he broke the kiss and stepped away from her desk, removing his shirt, pants, and the rest of his clothing in full view of her.
Hannah had no idea the cameras were rolling as her teacher slowly seduced her, guiding her through each moment with a practiced hand as he drew her closer to surrendering her innocence to him. She was already well on her way to giving in, tilting her head to expose the length of her throat to his mouth, a whimper her only resistance when he tugged her bra away and exposed her large breasts to his lascivious gaze.
She had no time to blush or cover herself up because he was kissing her then, his lips pressed firmly to hers, his tongue plying her with gentle strokes until she parted her lips to it, welcoming it into the heat of her mouth. She was trapped in her desk, with Mr. Summers blocking her only way out, but it felt so good to give in that she didn't even notice she had no escape. She brushed her tongue shyly against his, demonstrating how new she was at all of this, but more importantly, the fact that she wanted more from him.
Her fingers trembling, she sought out one of his hands and guided it to the warm swell of her breast, making sure to press his thumb against the perky nub of her nipple.
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She kicked off her shoes and stood up, fingers fumbling with the zipper on her uniform skirt. Finally she jerked it open, and the skirt fell to the floor, leaving her standing there before her teacher in nothing but her thigh-high stockings and panties. She didn't know how this had come so far so quickly, but she couldn't possibly give up now that she had gotten a taste of adult pleasure. She took a step closer to Mr. Summers, averting her eyes as a wave of self-consciousness washed over her.
"D-Do you think I'm ready?"
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As he undressed, he watched her reaction, particularly to his cock, which was already mostly-erect due to the buildup to the undressing. Her gaze was focused on it, which pleased him greatly. He was even more pleased when she undressed down to her panties and stockings. "Good girl."
Of course, all the seduction in the world couldn't erase her apprehension, nor did he expect it to. "I think you'll succeed at this the way you work at everything else," he reassured her.
Taking her hand, he placed it on his cock. If you remember the way I was touching your nipple, you can do the same to the tip of this. It will have a similar effect."
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Hannah flinched when her hand first brushed against his cock, more out of nervousness than any real fear or disgust. She was wading into completely unknown waters here, but, like any obedient student, she relied on Mr. Summers to guide her. He ought to have known what was best for her, right? His gentle tone of voice and reassuring compliments helped her relax, even though they were standing mostly naked in the middle of the classroom, where only a few hours before they had been learning history and trigonometry.
"I-I'll try," she said softly. Her chest rose as she drew in a deep breath and relaxed her hand, curling her fingers around the head of Mr. Summers' cock. She rubbed him against her palm, tracing her fingertips over the tip, feeling the weight of him in her hand as she played with him.
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His hand gently guided hers, helping her find the right rhythm and his sensitive areas. He wanted her to develop confidence as she did this.
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"I have a good teacher," she said with a soft, shy laugh. She followed his guidance, stroking him the way he wanted her to, so swept up in the heat of the moment that she didn't realize how quickly she was falling in with his games.
Her blush deepened as she felt him swell in her hand.
"A-Are you getting- That's a good sign, right?"
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A dollop of precum formed on the tip of his cock as she stroked it. "See that drop of liquid? If you spread it onto the rest of my penis, you'll make it more slick, and your hand will be able to move up and down much more easily."
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"Mr. Summers...?" she said hesitantly, her eyes still focused on her hands as she explored the rigid length of his cock.
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He gently backed her up until she was propped against the side of her desk. Kneeling in front of her, he tugged her panties off her hips and down her legs. He lifted her leg to get a nice close-up view of her wet pussy. "Very nice, Hannah. You're nice and turned on, aren't you? I'm going to taste some of that nectar now; would you like that?"